La Luna
Poetry inspired by a full moon atop a rooftop bar.
Oh La Luna,
You shine as bright as a diamond,
Better than Rihanna,
Your warm white light radiant,
Over the city with yellow street lights,
At every gradient.
La Luna you beauty,
Up high in the sky,
Like an all-seeing Eye,
Yet even when shrouded by the clouds,
Your radiance stands out,
Loud & proud.
La Luna to which people sing,
Drunken songs and soft hymns,
Some even compose lullabies,
Or they try,
Only to get by.
La Luna tell me what you hear,
In the middle of the night,
When you are a listening ear,
To the heartbroken & the woeful,
Who are hopeful.
La Luna please could you say,
Tell that wayward man to go away,
And the traveller with the wild heart,
To try and just stay,
For more than a day.
La Luna it is time now to say goodnight,
As you oversee some rowdy bar fights,
Pretty soon you will turn out your light,
And disappear for a while,
Out of sight.
SB is a conflicted soul of sorts, who is mad enough to go chase after what she really loves as opposed to conform to society and her mother's idea of a successful person. She prays she makes it in life, because she will not be able to tolerate the nagging that would follow if she doesn't. Her inspiration comes from everything around her, as well as made up situations in her head. Good luck distinguishing between the two.
Oh La Luna,
You shine as bright as a diamond,
Better than Rihanna,
Your warm white light radiant,
Over the city with yellow street lights,
At every gradient.
La Luna you beauty,
Up high in the sky,
Like an all-seeing Eye,
Yet even when shrouded by the clouds,
Your radiance stands out,
Loud & proud.
La Luna to which people sing,
Drunken songs and soft hymns,
Some even compose lullabies,
Or they try,
Only to get by.
La Luna tell me what you hear,
In the middle of the night,
When you are a listening ear,
To the heartbroken & the woeful,
Who are hopeful.
La Luna please could you say,
Tell that wayward man to go away,
And the traveller with the wild heart,
To try and just stay,
For more than a day.
La Luna it is time now to say goodnight,
As you oversee some rowdy bar fights,
Pretty soon you will turn out your light,
And disappear for a while,
Out of sight.
- SB
10.53pm, 21st June 2016
Three Sixty, Penang
SB is a conflicted soul of sorts, who is mad enough to go chase after what she really loves as opposed to conform to society and her mother's idea of a successful person. She prays she makes it in life, because she will not be able to tolerate the nagging that would follow if she doesn't. Her inspiration comes from everything around her, as well as made up situations in her head. Good luck distinguishing between the two.
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